Jim was working hard on Holmes' downfall, but he didn't let anyone know what he was planning. Seb and I knew the most, probably, but even we knew practically nothing. He would lock himself in the office for hours on end, only coming out if Seb threatened to break the door down, or lock him out of their room.
He also spent hours at the house of a reporter, Kitty Riley. Seb narrowed his eyes every time Jim said that that was his destination.
"What, are you jealous? Of her?" I teased my brother when I noticed this "Do you think he's been kissing her..?"
"No!" Seb said. "I trust him, even though I may have no reason to. I'm only jealous of the time he spends. I seem to be seeing him less and less now."
The ambassador's children were kidnapped by a man from Jim's network, and then found in an abandoned factory by Holmes and the police force. Later that evening, Holmes and his boyfr-, flat mate, were on the run from the police themselves. Jim went out, second guessing their every move. He found them at Miss Riley's house.
When he returned home he was jubilant, smirking at the memories.
"I am officially Richard Brook." he smirked, interrupting Seb and my film.
"God, Jim. Are you going to talk sense?" Seb asked.
"I am. The world now thinks that I am Richard Brook, an actor Holmes hired to act as a criminal, while Holmes himself created all the crimes." Jim laughed.
"Turning the world against Holmes." I said, thinking. "But how does that help you?"
"Holmes doesn't like people thinking he is a fake- especially if those people include his pet- his boyfriend, flat mate, whatever- and that will drive him to commit suicide."
"How?" Seb asked, interested.
"There will also be the incentive of the fact that if he doesn't, the three people who are most important to him will die. Three gunmen, three bullets, three victims. He'll have to commit suicide, he wouldn't be able to live with the guilt if the three died- his flat mate; his landlady, who is a motherly figure for him; and Scotland Yard's Detective Inspector Lestrade, who is another friend. Good, right?"
"Brilliant." Seb smiled.
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The Heart of a Sniper (MorMor)
Fanfiction"This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head" Sebastian Moran is a criminal. A sniper for one of the worst criminals in the world. Jim Moriarty. He only has two weaknesses. His little sister Kirsty, a fellow sharp shooter, is one...
